After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Xiao Yan didn't seem to expect that she would be curious about this. He hooked his fingers into her long hair and played with it. After thinking for a few seconds, he laughed and said, "Good question."

"Do you want to hear a fantasy answer or a real answer?"

Ye Xiaowu said without hesitation: "Of course it's my true thoughts."

She doesn't like people who are full of sweet talk, because she herself is very good at it, and she knows very well whether the other person is sincere or not.

Xiao Yan looked her straight in the eye and said, "Before a person can guarantee his survival, he is not worthy of discussing any needs beyond survival."

Concise and concise.

Ye Xiaowu actually felt as if his heart was hit by a bullet. He felt sharp pain for a few seconds, and his eyes unconsciously turned slightly red.

If I had known earlier I wouldn’t have asked.

Chen Anran also told her that he had a hard life in the past. That kind of hardship was not the common problems that ordinary people would encounter, such as lack of money, partiality of parents, and work setbacks.

Instead, even his chance to live was snatched from the King of Hell time and time again.

And the beginning of all this was not his intention. The beginning of his life was subverted by others.

So he feeds on ambition, which is an instinct for survival.

"Is it just because I helped you in the orphanage when you were a child that you have to rely on me?" She asked, and then added, "I want to hear your real thoughts."

Can that little bit of childhood affection withstand nearly twenty years of torture?

Xiao Yan is a person who always plays straight, "Yes and no."

They were all very young at that time, and they only felt that in his dark world, there were tiny cracks, and tiny but hard to ignore fragments of light shone in.

But at that time, to say that there was any deep relationship between men and women was nonsense.

I just think this girl is quite funny. When he doesn't speak, she treats him as a little mute. When she is timid, she is really timid, but when she is brave, she can punch the people who bully them without caring about the consequences.

That's so cute.

If we could stay in the orphanage and depend on each other like that, maybe we would have more happiness and comfort.

But when it comes down to it, true love between men and women is definitely not what it was when they were children.

The little bitch is special to him, but the real attraction between men and women should be when he disguised his identity and lurked in South City to complete the last mission for Leviathan.

A mature man and woman meet for the first time after years of separation.

Ye Xiaowu stared at him with eyes wide open, extremely curious: "Then how did you feel when you saw me again?"

Love at first sight?

"truth?"

"of course."

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and spoke in a blunt and confusing tone: "Tsk, snotty girl has grown up, she's really hot."

"..."

Ye Xiaowu was speechless for a moment, but couldn't stop the heat from coming out of his face.

His playboy look, when he grows up, is full of ambiguous desires.

Growing up...Does it refer to age or where you are?

He also felt that there was no need to doubt that Xiao Yan was a dirty and vulgar person. Maybe this was what he was thinking at that time.

When she raised her head, she saw him looking down at her face with a savoring gaze, glancing at her lightly, with satisfaction evident in his eyes.

Xiao Yan hooked his lips ambiguously and teased: "What did our puppy eat during those years when we didn't see each other? How come he grew up so well?"

"........."

Ye Xiaowu fainted.

How could someone be so straightforward? He could have just packaged his words and said that he had a heart-pounding feeling the first time he saw you.

But he didn't even bother to hide it.

After a few seconds of silence, Ye Xiaowu leaned over and asked, "What did you think when you saw me?"

Do you think it’s such a coincidence that you meet your childhood playmate again after so many years?

Xiao Yan was a man without any extra sentimental traits. He was very straightforward and said, "I'm thinking about how to sleep better."

The second step he was thinking about was whether to kidnap the person to complete the mission.

The third step he was thinking about was how to kidnap her appropriately.

But at that time, he was splitting up power with Leviathan. Firstly, the timing was not right, and secondly, those two years happened to be the time when his ambitions were at their peak and he was busiest in expanding his power. He really didn't have much spare energy to deal with the various troubles that came with abducting her.

Until later, she went to Southeast Asia by chance, and he saved her during the huge explosion in Chinatown. At that time, he had only one idea in his mind.

What a fucking coincidence.

Take away.

"..."

Complete bandit logic.

...What a fucking Xiao Yan.

Ye Xiaowu frowned and muttered, "Who is Snot Girl? How could I have a runny nose every day when I was a child?"

Xiao Yan didn't care, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, "What's wrong with snotty girl? Snotty girl is so cute."

Ye Xiaowu then curled his lips in satisfaction, and muttered, "You still haven't answered my question. You have been holding it in for so many years, why can't you even leave now?"

"I can treasure the little laosu in my heart for the rest of my life and get the best. But Ye Xiaowu, who fired that shot for me in Savage Mountain, must be mine."

"If you haven't tasted it, it's just an empty thought. No matter how strong the thought is, it's just a thought that has not been put into practice. No one is stupid enough to rely on a childhood thought for their entire life. But once you have tasted it and experienced its flavor and depth, that's what is truly addictive."

He likes to talk a lot.

But the true love between men and women is every moment and every moment they truly experience together, which little by little turns into deep love, taking root and binding them in their blood.

Of course, this irreplaceability is partly due to the fact that she is a little nagging, but that is not entirely the case. That would be too one-sided and unrealistic.

He also knew what she wanted to hear. She wanted to hear how much he missed her for nearly twenty years. Indeed, in all those years, Xiao Naosu was special enough to him.

But if you want to say how uncontrollable one can be with just one thought, then that is just self-directed and self-acted. When one is at the point of a gun or a knife, there is no time for so many thoughts.

If there is, it is nothing more than a performance of a man's self-satisfaction. No man in this world can truly fall in love with a woman by relying on empty thoughts.

They hadn't even met each other in all these years, so it was normal that she didn't have much emotion towards the little mute.

The person she fell in love with was not the little mute, but the real Xiao Yan.

You also can't expect a man who is half animal and half ambitious and stands at the top of power to be naive, dreamy and unrealistic.

Just like Xiao Yan never believed in that, love is letting go, his love is to possess the body and mind as one's own. Even if he wants to grow up, he has to grow by standing beside him.

If you can let go, it doesn't mean you love someone that much. It's just that the other person is cleverly creating a situation that makes you feel that they still love you, but it's such a fucking pity.

Xiao Yan bit her ear and laughed wantonly: "Little dog, I have answered all the questions you want to know. What about what I want to know?"

"You...what do you want to know?"

His vicious possessiveness made him pinch her waist and take over her completely once again. Her fingertips on his shoulders trembled with excitement and she almost cried out.

"What do you think I want to know?"

"Now that you're done having fun, don't you want me to have fun too?"

"Ye Xiaowu, do you love me?"

His dark gaze, as hot as magma, locked onto her tightly, making her whole body catch fire; his breath was so close to her ears, so hot that it seemed to melt her.

"Do you love me?"

"How much love?"

"Tell me clearly word for word."

She flinched slightly, and was pinched more forcefully around the waist, with his body pressed closer.

There was no way to retreat, and his aura enveloped my entire body.

His voice was low, strong, and unruly: "Don't hide, answer properly."